| «Good evening sports fans and welcome to what should
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| Prove to be the best game of the year
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| Hello everyone, I’m johnny bigmouth, welcoming you to
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| The final game of the world championship
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| We’re expecting to see one helluva game tonight
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| There’s no love lost between these two teams
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| Each drawing endless amounts of penalties:
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| We’ve had fights, cheap shots, name calling — everything we could ask for…
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| So now, we take you live and play… The game»
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| You gave it your all, you gave all you’ve got
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| You reached for the limit, you pushed till you dropped
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| You scratched and you clawed, you spilled out your guts
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| You gave them your oath and you signed it in blood
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| Bent over backwards, your body is sore
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| You gave them your life but they still wanted more
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| You carry the load, you dig deep inside
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| Blood, sweat and tears till the day that you die
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| The game… Betrayed
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| This is how you get repaid
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| They’re playing with your mind, they’re playing with your head
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| How do you like your meal when you’re being force fed
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| This is how you get repaid… The game
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| You crash and you burn, you’ve stood at the top
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| You faced all the pressure and took the cheap shots
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| Your body keeps dying, wealth is the gain
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| You fought all the battles and played through the pain
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| You scratch at the scabs, you swear when you bleed
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| You laughed at the stitches and lost your front teeth
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| Go through the therapy, break all your bones
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| Then comes the trade, you buy/sell your home
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| «Oh my… What a hit! |
| Did you see that? |
| Unbelievable…
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| That’s gotta hurt. |
| The abuse this boy takes night after night
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| And he’s still putting on quite a show for the fans
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| This guy is worth every penny he makes… I tell ya… That’s gotta hurt… «You talk of the glories and memories gone past
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| A brilliant career though it could never last
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| You’re down and you’re bitter, your rings are in hock
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| There’s pins in your knees and you limp when you walk
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| You take all the pills, make the pain go away
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| You’ve lost all your wealth but your agent’s ok
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| Your children have left you, your wife did the same
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| Look what it got you, but man he could sure play the game |